My name is Ryan, and I'm a soigneur (pronounced "swan-yure") for an all-male professional cycling team. I'm 26 years old, a former mountain biker and road cyclist who had to leave competitive riding due to an injury (ruined my knee on a wicked downhill). I tried to work in the "real" world, but I found that I missed the cycling world so much that I was miser...
My wife's finger was glistening with his pre cum as she was gently rubbing this 8 inch log in front of my face. Over the past few encounters my wife's desire to see her husband gulp large amounts of semen had reached a fever pitch. Watching me swallow loads of cum made her orgasm repeatedly and we fucked like rabbits talking about it. Back to how we got...
I closed my lips over Sir Guy's cock and pushed his foreskin down with them, my tongue going to opening and flicking down into his piss slit as my mouth slowly took more and more of him inside the moist warmth of my mouth cavity. He sighed contentedly and ran his fingers through my hair. He reached up and pulled my cock down to his lips and started returning...
People had good days, and they had bad days. If a person were lucky, the good days would outweigh the bad days. Of course, there was no guarantee in life that said they would. Over all, he felt his good days had been more numerous than his bad days. Of course, he partially felt responsible for that. He worked hard to make sure he had a good life and good re...
I'm really lucky...I have hippy parents who had good business sense. We grew up comfortable, on the fringes. I got a great education, decided on some business classes and finally earned my massage and physical therapy degrees. My parents semi-retired from the Chinese supplement import business. I took over and maintained my practice on evening and weekends:...
A brand new story after a long time...All reader feedback is welcome...Enjoy! R.B. My wife and me used to own a massage studio in the center of New York. During the last months of 2005 business wasn't going very well and there was always great tension between us. This tension had a strong influence on our sex life, which had become a rarity. There were cons...
Email 1 Good Morning Hun How are you? I am lonely wishing you were here next to me naked of course so I could share with you my though about the both of us. So we could make out using our mouths and tongues to explore each others bodies. I would kiss your neck move down to your chest then to your belly button, swirl my tongue around it as you softly moan....
Background: Mark and I are active, vibrant retirees in our mid 60s. We enjoy many activities, both together and separately. Each of us has a "Bucket List" of things we want to do. We are alone, but we aren't lonely. Even though neither of us has close ties to our families, we don't let that stop us from living our lives. You might think of us as Doc Blancha...
As I'm sitting here writing this, I'm still trying to process what happened. My wife is sitting on the couch right now, watching television, oblivious to what is going on. But she sort of started the whole mess, even though she has no idea what happened. I'm a normal guy in every way, 47, a professional man, working in my office with normal people all arou...
This is based on true events from my past. This is my second story, I wrote it because of a request from one of the responses to my first story. They said it would have been nice if I wrote in more detail what had happen in my past. It is a longer story but i hope you enjoy it, as with the first I welcome all feedback and constructive criticism. ****...